The Michigan Daily-Thursday, July 19, 1979-Page 7 O'Neill rides a roller coaster By JOSHUA PECK The Professional Theatre Program publicity notes call Ah Wilderness! a "sunny, uncomplicated comedy of adolescence and peaceful middle age." That description makes the play sound a bit fluffier and less substantial than it is. The O'Neill comedy fits into the O'Neill repertoire in a manner reminiscent of the way the ancient Greeks structured their works: Playwrights of the Golden Age would write a trilogy of tragedies, and then append a comedy that would mock the very pathetic situations and characters for which the previous plays had fostered sympathy. When David Manis, as Wilderness' Ah, Wilderness Eugene O'Neill Power Cener July 15, 19, 21, and August t - 17-year-old protagonist Richard Miller, self-importantly calls himself a pessimist, the audience is moved to laughter. His blustering self-indulgence up to that point makes his claim ludicrous. Pessimism is no laughing matter in any other O'Neill work. It is, perhaps, the tool that makes The Iceman Cometh, for example, such a devastatingly dismaying play. Here, though, O'Neill dangles the theme, nips at it delicately with words and action, in short turns his hiero's despair into a comic device. Other themes that sustain the drama of later works by the playwright, like rebellion and older characters' yearning for their youth, are given similarly wistful, at times joyous treatment. WE LEARN early on of Manis' bud- ding intellectuality. He has taken to reading the works of Ibsen and Omar Khayyam, and has been poring over Oscar Wilde's "The Ballad of Reading Gaol," which he revealingly calls "The Ballad of Reading Ga-ole," rather than the correct "jail." Along with his cerebral growth, Richard's rlnantic inclinations have been flowering. It seems that Muriel McComber (Lorel Janiszewski), a local merchant's daughter, has been receiving somewhat explicit letters from our hero, despite her limited years and acute innocence. It is Richard's on-again-off-again romance with McComber that provides the focus of the play, or rather, one of its two foci. David Manis is treading new ground here, as his previous roles have either been farcicil-deliciously so-or, in the case of Richard II's Bolingbroke, ut- terly straight. At times, Manis looks to be struggling to sustain his "through line," or underlying motivation, but in general, his is a thoughtful, veracious portrayal of the young gallant. Wilderness' other subject matter is the goings-on at the Miller house. Leo McNamara, in the best of his three Rep roles, plays Richard's father Nat as a gentle and sensitive Solomon, gracefully understating his love for wife and son. He builds one of the most touching moments of the season with his flustered manner in his birds-and- bees chat with Manis, and his explosion at 'Muriel's father (Loren Bass) is at once well-controlled and truly rousing. TERRY CAZA takes his mugging act as the boozing Uncle Sid to staggering extremes, but generally, the residents of the Miller residence are felicitously cast and work quite well together. The long scene around the dinner table in the second scene has an outstandingly domestic feel to it, with the clattering plates and rambling conversation steering nobly clear of theatricality. Gary Musante's deft lighting design Nat Miller ......... E s e . .......... Arthur .. ... . .. Richard ..... Sid Davis.......... Lily Miller ......... Muriel McComber. Belle :............. ...Leo McNamara .RehbecaStucki u...on Hutquist .David Manis ..........TerryCaza .Kathryn Long Lorel Janiszewski Georgette Fleischer Steve Reynolds, director; Gary Musante, lighting; Anne Mueller, ets: Cheryl Perkins, crue from the start. Pinspots and back lighting might have been used to far better effect. The scene is dragged down further when Belle, whose lines make it perfec- tly obvious that O'Neill wanted her played as a low-born tramp, begins droning them instead in a manner that at times makes her seem a condescen- ding college girl, at others a society matron, but never the base slut she ought to-nay must be to contrast with the wholesome serenity of the Miller's home. Yet another plunge occurs when Manis leaves Fleischer and barkeep Michael Morrissey, the dregs of the Repertory company, alone on stage to drive the action earnestly ever closer to complete catastrophe. The lights, at long last, dim, and disaster is averted. FROM THE relatively high peak of the dinner sequence, down to the sub- terranean depths of the Fleischer massacre, the roller coaster glides madly along its way. It is to Reynolds' credit that the ride makes a turn in the only direction it could take (short of grinding to a halt), and makes the long climb through the following two scenes, on up to the heights of the father-to-son discourse, and the exquisite and long- awaited rendezvous between the young lovers. With the clandestine assignation, wherein the lovers fight a bit, argue a lot, and sigh a little, all in the space of a quarter-hour, O'Neill summarizes the dawn of emotional adulthood as well, perhaps, as any American playwright ever has. The actors handle the text gently and sweetly, and they are sublimely well-tuned to each others' apparent thoughts and desires. Ah, Wilderness, save its one uncon- scionably awful episode, is a satisfying, sturdy treatment of a tricky text. Parts of it, in fact, are damned close to per- fect. 5th Avenueat Libert St. 761.9700 Formerly Fifth Forum Theater Cody danceable but tame By MARK COLEMAN Taking popular music too seriously can be dangerous. Many performances and performers simply are not intended for serious analysis. Their dictum is "dance and have a good time;" that's executed exchanges. Cody's on-the- edge singing and inebriated story telling should be the focal point of the evening but are lost in the democracy of shared lead vocals. all there is to it. This absence of depth THIS LAID-BACK aproach, however, adds to the homey atmosphere. may matter to a critic but certainly does not faze the audience in the least. Steve Reynolds, in his fourth local does not to the partying hoarde. Loud and clamorous, they drink, dance, directing effort, has easily surpassed So how does one review a Comman- and seem to enjoy themselves immen. all his earlier work. A few of his charac- der Cody concert? He has led a cam- sely. Every note played is appreciated, ters-Caza, and the ever overactive paign of healthy muscal hedonism for often quite vocally. The highlights are Bass-could stand a bit of toning down, more than ten years now, since the days undoubtedly the most familiar songs; but on the whole, Reynolds has when he occupied a treehouse in front of the immortal "Hot Rod Lincoln," fashioned a smoothly flowing, noble, a certain fraternity here in town. "Double Cheese and an Order of and faithful production. Despite nine albums worth of the usual Fries," an appropriately greasy ode to The drastic exception to the evening's music industry frustrations, Cody is drive-in restaurants. The encore for his artistry is the abominable scene in the still plowing through old rock and roll first set is a fairly rousing rendition of brothel-tavern, which Richard visits to riffs and stoned-out country songs in a "Riot in Cell Block No. 9," the perfect drown his troubles after receiving a let- gravelly voice backed by his minimal vehicle for Cody's novel voice. ter of rejection from Muriel. When the honky-tonk piano and pleasantly Still, something seems terribly amiss lights come up on Richard, he is seated drunken stage demeanor. . about the evening's musical offering. across the table from Belle the baud Cody gained his notoriety. through a (Georgette Fleischer), with a drink in MONDAY'S performance at Second contradiction; a hippie playing country front of him. Immediately offensive is Chance marks a comeback of sorts for music. In the day before the "outlaw" the flat that set designer Anne Mueller the Commander. He has spent the last stance was popularized by Willie evidently hoped would mask the Miller year or so in relative exile: this Nelson and Waylon Jennings, country house set beyond. It is so skimpy and basically stems from the artistic and music was the heart of working class narrow that we are distressingly aware commercial failure of his 1977 album, conformity, the earnest voice of the of the artificiality of the sequence right "Rock and Roll Again"-a slick, over- semi-urbanized, white South. So where produced studio effort featuring last did a "long-hair" from Ann Arbor get year's Ronstadt clone Nicolette Larson off singing a steel guitar-sweetened RESIDENTIAL COLLEGE on background vocals. With a new band ballad titled "Seeds and Stems Again SUMMER PLAYERS PRESENT and self-proclaimed new attitude, Cody Blues"? A far cry from "Okie from BERTOLT BRECHT'S is out to re-establish himself as the Muskogee," to be sure, but Commander musical king of shit-kicking good times. Cody made it work. The new band, like the original Lost However, it is now 1979, long hair on Planet Airmen, is adept at combining a men is an anachronism at best, and we AndLNi ; $ number of styles-country, western find Cody obviously downplaying his I I U swing, boogie woogie-into a rocking, country influences. Instead he tries danceable whole. But despite the rockabilly (though his band can't A comedy band's admirable tightness, its energy distinguish the beat) and uses the for the summer level is nowhere near the level of phrase "funky rock and roll" every rowdiness claimed by the Commander time he speaks to the audience. One ILur iiu and his fans. wonders if Cody, burned out on the L.A. T21 Lead guitarist Bill Kirchen and pedal country rock scene, is searching out a TIDJ4'2 4Jul f 2 steel player Steve Fishnell were more trendier, more profitable direction for r than adequate, yet do not really cut what is inherently a stylistic mish- E Qtad ud loose the whole evening. The band as a mash. But then, taking popular music whole seems to sacrifice the risk of in- too seriously can be dangerous; some Admission $3.00 dividuality'in favor of cautious, well- people are in it only for a good time. 1 s y s e D e S r r d e t (flltuppronn1:30) ,uugnees $2.50 ti530 evenings $3.50, chltd $.50